Today is December 1, 2011 and according to the Mayans, the mustache has ended. This is good news. Mustaches and my face do not get along. In fact, the only thing that looks worse on my face is a fist (or whatever dirty joke you just came up with). I ...

I admit it: I’m not a fan of Facebook. This week, with the emergence of Google+, I’ve been starry-eyed at the possibility of a new social media delivery system that allows me to do all the stuff I wanted to but couldn’t on Facebook. And while I’d like to talk ...

I admit it: I’m not a fan of Facebook. This week, with the emergence of Google+, I’ve been starry-eyed at the possibility of a new social media delivery system that allows me to do all the stuff I wanted to but couldn’t on Facebook. And while I’d like to talk ...

I have no idea who you are. I shake your hand. I read your blog. I laugh at your jokes over beers and football. We chat during chance meetings at random places in a random world full of near misses and perfect timing. Your kids and my kids play together. ...

Itchy itchy itchy! Scratch scratch scratch! Stay far away, or you could catch The nasty illness that every kid gets Where your temperature rises, you break out in sweats But that’s not the worst thing: a terrible rash Spreads over your body, as quick as a flash Little red blisters, ...

I was born in Tucson, Arizona. I lived in the area for over 28 years. I ran barefoot through the green-spotted desert as it turned from the square quilts of cotton fields to the oval patches of over-watered golf courses. I rode my bike on gravel-lined dirt roads that grew ...

Hello, and welcome to Day 8. Perhaps you’ve noticed that there is a beard attached to my Movember mustache. This is due to one fact, I can’t decide what kind of mustache to grow. It’s a fair bet that I’m going to look like a total jackass regardless, but what ...

My mind wanders through alliterated fields of frost-covered firs. The cat has on her winter coat and she is silently stalking sunshine between the strikingly shrinking shadows of suddenly stark trees. Not the firs, they are evergreen. The lingering lines left by sun-soaked lumber lean and bend across a sea ...

Today is November 1st. That ton of candy on your table? It has expired. Melt it down for scrap. Today is also Movember 1st (pronounced like it looks). It is the first day of a campaign created to raise awareness for prostate and testicular cancer. It is a day to ...

The other day I took off my shoe to find out what was going on.  It’s a thing I do. I live in the now.  It felt like there was something wrapped around my toe.  My money was on a renegade sock.  I was wrong and now I owe myself ...